Your Passing Fancy

I know this poem is sort of long, but I needed to pour all of this out.

I knew I wasn’t good enough for you I guess I was an emotional mess

I am that one girl Her head in a different world One of her own You should have shown You cared

You know that one… The one you won In a heartbeat Because you’re sweet So I thought Because I was caught Off guard When you played your nice card

I’m that one girl Who you want in your group Though I’m not in your troupe Because you want my grade The one that I made Not you! It’s mine! Whatever, I guess it’s fine

Through the grapevine I saw you I’m a real big fan of thine You never noticed In the remotest

I had you under false pretenses With my five senses I have no clue What to do about you

You gave up During my emotional letup You never cared Only compared Me to her

If you can live without me for two years Say cheers With your other friends Cover your ears Ignore my tears It only appears That I’m all right Tonight

You know, that one girl What’s her name? What a shame Very fine Next in line That’s not what I want

You belonged to me But I didn’t belong to you You never proved you were true A friend

I’m so neurotic Your eyes are hypnotic This location exotic I believed you when you said The red Lying While you were eyeing Her

Woe is you But now, woe isn’t me You are too blind to see My tears My fears

I could write you all the stories in the world Make you fall in love with the characters The last word you spoke to my face was “nothing” And then I was running Away To my bay window To let it all go Hiding Out of shame You were playing the game Of naive teenagers

When I was falling I wished you were calling

I remember every word you said This is dead Put to rest I’m done with my tests You can leave now, I guess

I thought that nothing could replace that lifetime friendship I was wrong Now you remind me of that one song And you’re gone Seemingly forever You’re not there in class You’re not there when I speak to you Instead of with me, you’re with the masses Have you ever thought of what I could do? No! Of course not! You have to be in the spot Light At the end of the tunnel It’s drawing me nearer like a funnel In Oklahoma

I refuse To choose You Like you never chose Me

That one, for real best friend is what I lack Who cut each other slack Have each other’s back But you don’t want me like that Only an acquaintance Just someone you knew once You’re so impervious! Hear, but not listen You’re good medicine With bad after effects You’re like that voice in the back of my head That little kid poking me in the ribs That dull crayon My favorite ice cream flavor melting in the summer That silence hanging over

Fake smiles The endless piles Of paper Maybe later You’ll read the things I wrote you When you’re with her my eyes turn green You didn’t see me at all Through the glass That you passed The other day Laughing

You see, I wrote this about you Pouring my soul out About The concrete Wall that’s invisible to you Just like me I no longer exist in your world You see? I was just a figment of your imagination once Something you used to like An old fad Now you’re gone to the bad Side Of the wall Where you’re blind to my presence There’s still that essence Of you in my brain That won’t erode away Fast enough I was too psychological For your taste Sure I hide in my closet If you would’ve cared at all you would’ve came and cried with me But wait, you were the reason for my tears Why do I linger here? Because you picked me Tricked me Maybe I’m just a thing stuck in the past How long can I last In this state Of mind You said we could still be friends That depends On your terms

I want to say I would go to the ends of the earth To get you back But I can’t do that Because you stole my heart away Butchered it to pieces Turned it into a steak And ate it on fast Sunday

Nice things you said were lies Deaf to my cries For your personality I guess you could say I was the shadow that followed you around Your passing fancy

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